Thank you. It’s a sentence comprised of two fairly simple words, yet its meaning is enormous.
Have you ever done something especially nice for someone and NOT received a “thank you” in return? This happened to me recently. I went out of my way to do something kind for someone (who shall remain nameless), only to be met with an ungrateful, entitled attitude. It wasn’t a small act (like opening a door); there was definite effort involved.
I’m not even talking about not receiving a thank you note. I don’t expect that. I mean, the words “thank you” were never even uttered. My gesture was completely disregarded.
Have you ever been in a similar situation? It feels like a slap in the face, doesn’t it? Like the effort you put into it was worthless.
And yet how often do I do this to God?
The words to the song Blessed Be Your Name come to mind, Every blessing You pour out, I’ll turn back to praise. But so often I forget to thank Him for the sunshine peeking through the clouds, an unexpected card from a friend in the mail, a good parking spot on a busy day at the mall…
Forgive me, Lord, for being so ungrateful…